Bailang Mountain is named because its shape is like a wolf howling at the moon and there are many white stones on the mountain. However, few people can climb up to Bailang Mountain.
Because Bailang Mountain and the surrounding area form a truly dangerous area, even ninth-level monks in the Samsara Realm may encounter mishaps when entering it!
Some people say that this is an ancient battlefield, and countless resentments have turned this place into a desperate place. Others say that there is a natural formation here to protect the treasures in White Wolf Mountain.
No one knows what the truth is. Everyone only knows that there are a large number of natural and earthly treasures in Bailang Mountain.
The most peculiar thing is that Bailang Mountain is not accessible casually. It only opens once every three thousand years, and each time it opens, it lasts ten years.
Three thousand years is not a long time for many monks, and some people can even participate in dozens of trips to Bailang Mountain.
Unfortunately, because there are so many dangers in White Wolf Mountain, monks like these who have cleared White Wolf Mountain many times will become hot food and be robbed by many sects every time White Wolf Mountain is opened.
When Mu Feng and the others arrived at Bailang Mountain, several months had passed since the incident in the Moon Watching Sect. During this period, they had been traveling non-stop before finally arriving here.
By the way, Mu Feng has now become a major wanted criminal in Kaiyang Divine Kingdom, and the wanted order was personally issued by General Yun Muchuan.
The streets and alleys are covered with Mu Feng's portraits.
This provided a lot of obstacles for Mu Feng's actions. Unless he had to use the teleportation array, he would not stop in the divine city along the way.
After experiencing a series of battles and spending the past few months on the road, Mu Feng's realm has quietly reached the sixth level of the reincarnation realm.
This is much faster than taking any pill. After all, every battle almost involves life and death, which is very helpful for improving one's realm.
He was not too happy about the improvement in strength, because he always remembered the Wutian Blue Robe Tiger Palace in his heart.
This old monster that has lived from ancient times to the present is so powerful that it has almost no opponents at the supreme level. Even if Mu Feng improves his level, he is still no match.
According to Jiuyuan's guess, only when Mu Feng reaches the seventh level of the reincarnation realm and receives the blessing of the two secret arts, will he be able to compete with Huyong.
"It may take a long time to enter the seventh level of the reincarnation realm step by step." Mu Feng sat on the divine boat and murmured.
After successfully advancing to the sixth level of the reincarnation realm, he tried to reach the seventh level of the reincarnation realm, but the result was of course a failure. The most important thing was that his background was still shallow.
Want to break through the seventh level of the reincarnation realm and advance to the advanced level of the reincarnation realm? Being in the ranks of scholars requires long-term accumulation and unremitting cultivation.
Because of his cultivation of Hongmeng Heavenly Dao, Mu Feng had no bottlenecks to speak of, and there was no obstacle for him until the supreme realm.
But if you want to improve your realm, you need to understand the power of more laws, which cannot be accomplished overnight.
Just as they were thinking about it, they had arrived over the small town outside Bailang Mountain. Viewed from the air, Bailang Mountain was a hundred miles ahead, and it really looked like a wolf.
Outside Bailang Mountain is a vast expanse of yellow sand, and you can feel the heat waves coming from this huge desert from a distance.
Moreover, the air within this range is restricted. No one can fly into the sky here, at least no one can do it yet.
As soon as he arrived here, Mu Feng felt a familiar feeling. He looked at Bailang Mountain in surprise and was shocked in his heart.
Because this familiar feeling is exactly the realm!
In other words, the White Wolf Mountain Jedi is a huge domain, and within this domain, it is the domain master who makes the rules.
Jiuyuan said in a solemn tone: "If a powerful person in the Supreme Realm dies, it is indeed possible that his own domain will survive, but this chance is very small."
"What could be hidden in the realm of the supreme powerhouse? It's impossible that the Wutian Organization doesn't know about this, but it still hides here. There must be some ulterior secret!" Mu Feng said coldly.
They did not try to challenge this field, but fell straight to the small town outside Bailang Mountain. Because it was the tenth year since Bailang Mountain was opened, a lot of people gathered here.
Mu Feng put on a large cloak and covered his face with a hood, and then walked into the town with Feng Ling.
The town was very lively. Many people gathered together and discussed joining forces to enter the White Wolf Mountain Jedi to hunt for treasures. Some people were also intensely discussing their route after entering the White Wolf Mountain.
Because Bailang Mountain is thousands of miles wide, the area inside is so huge that even if there are millions of people blending into it, they will disappear like water droplets blending into the ocean.
Therefore, many people have explored different routes, some of which are dangerous, while others can yield a large amount of natural and earthly treasures.
In this way, those who have entered the White Wolf Mountain Jedi and successfully came out alive are more important than imagined.
The more times you come out alive, the more important you will be in front of other forces, and they will pay high prices to hire these people to lead the way.
Before entering Bailang Mountain, Mu Feng also needs to understand the situation inside Bailang Mountain. If he is unwilling to find someone, then buying a map will be the best choice.
In front of a grocery store, Mu Feng and Feng Ling came here and asked if there was a map of Bailang Mountain. Feng Ling had to come forward for such things. After all, Mu Feng was now a wanted person.
"You also want to enter Bailang Mountain?" The store owner looked at Feng Ling and couldn't help but frowned: "Little girl, Bailang Mountain is not a place to play. It's best not to enter without the guidance of an elder."
Feng Ling looked back at Mu Feng, couldn't help but laugh, and said, "Thank you for the store's kindness, we still have to buy the map."
The store owner had no choice but to take out all the maps in the store. He even took out more than a dozen maps at once, and each one was different.
"Why are there so many?" Feng Ling looked shocked.
The store owner smiled slightly: "Little girl, there are so many people who enter Bailang Mountain, but only a few of them come out alive in the end. Do you think these people who come out alive can tell outsiders the route inside Bailang Mountain?"
"These maps are made by people who collect all kinds of information and point them out. Many of them are fake, but some are real. You need to go in and explore by yourself."
Feng Ling and Mu Feng both nodded, and they both understood that this kind of thing was caused by the special circumstances outside Bailang Mountain.
With a wave of his hand, Mu Feng bought all the maps. After all, he had more than a dozen mineral veins, so a little bit of holy crystal would not hurt him at all.
Afterwards, the two of them found an inn and began to study these maps.
As long as the monks below the Supreme Realm are in danger of falling in White Wolf Mountain, they do not dare to be careless and just hope to find a less dangerous route.
Moreover, Mu Feng still doesn't know where the Wutian organization is hidden in Bailang Mountain. He needs to deduce it based on the map.
Some of these maps are detailed, some are crude, and even the terrain on the two maps is somewhat different.
The important thing is that these maps only depict the outskirts of Bailang Mountain, and it seems that no one has set foot in the core area of Bailang Mountain.
Just as they were carefully observing the map, a drunken beggar sat directly on their table, and a sour smell came out.
"These maps are just for you to die, but there are actually people who believe them." Believe it!"
He laughed, looking crazy, his face was red, and he looked like he had drunk too much.
Mu Feng couldn't help but frown. He could feel that this old beggar was not an ordinary person, but a monk at the early stage of the ninth level of the reincarnation realm.
For such a high-level person to be dressed like this, it really makes people sigh that people cannot be judged by their appearance.
Seeing that Mu Feng and Feng Ling didn't respond, the old beggar stepped forward and grabbed the map on the table, then tore it into pieces.
"It's all lies, can't you hear what I'm saying?"
Feng Ling suddenly stood up: "What are you doing!"
The old beggar chuckled: "You are not old and your voice is not small. I am trying to save you, you know? With your level, you will only die if you enter Bailang Mountain!"
"That's none of your business!" Feng Ling said angrily.
Mu Feng heard something in the old beggar's words and couldn't help but ask: "Does the senior have any wise ideas?"
"Hey, you're a wise boy. Give me a jar of good wine and I'll show you a clear path!" the old beggar said proudly.
Feng Ling pinched her nose and frowned: "Brother Mu Feng, I think he is just a liar, here to get some wine!"
"You are young and ignorant, little girl. Don't you know that people are not judged by appearance? I look like this just because I don't care about worldly opinions." The old beggar retorted.
Mu Feng just smiled, waved and called the waiter, ordered a pot of good wine, and served some side dishes.
Although the people who come here are all high-level monks, there is also a lot of food in the inn. After all, there are many monks who are reluctant to eat.
When the old beggar saw the wine, his eyes lit up. He picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth. He also grabbed the food with his dirty hands and stuffed it into his mouth.
Feng Ling frowned as he watched from the side, but Mu Feng was very curious in his heart.
By the time the pot of wine was poured down, the table was already in a mess. The old beggar seemed even drunker and his face became redder.
When the monks around him saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing and pointing, as if they had seen something funny.
Mu Feng was confused, so he sent Feng Ling to ask. He stayed in front of the old beggar and asked, "Senior, where is the clear path you can show us?"
"Far away in the horizon, but close in front of you!" The old beggar stretched out a finger, and then slowly pointed it at himself: "The clear path I am talking about is myself!"